Vividly

� filler � 2004-01-15 � 8:10 a.m. �

I need sleep... and stress relief in any order, any form.

I want arms and lips and legs around me... a chest I can fall into when he breathes deep...

I want reassurance... stability... I want peace.

I woke up this morning pressed between the cat and the boy like a pickle... breathing stale air from both sides. I wasn't comfortable... nor happy...

Ironic... this is what I am... filler between empty arms... and a reflector for bright light and negative words.

If you can't find me today... I'll be in the woods... with a big fucking bottle of vodka... maybe some juice... and a really cute boy called Andy.

Hey, it worked in school.